The Hangmans Great Hands
And all that is this day
The boy with cap slung over what had been a face
And all that is this day
The boy with cap slung over what had been a face
Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World,
With the wonderful water round you curled,
And the wonderful grass upon your breast-World, you are beautifully
The wonderful air is over me,
I have great faith in all things not yet spoken
I want my deepest pious feelings freed
What no one yet has dared to risk and warrantwill be for me a challenge I must meet
If this presumptuous seems,
Since I stroll in the woods more oftenthan on this frequented path, it's usuallytrees I observe; but among fellow humanswhat I like best is to see an old womanfishing alone at the end of a jetty,hours on end, plainly content
The Russians mush...
Clay is the word and clay is the
Where the potato-gatherers like mechanised scarecrows
Along the side-fall of the hill - Maguire and his men
If we watch them an hour is there anything we can
From a Normandy crucifix of 1632I am the great sun, but you do not see me, I am your husband, but you turn away
I am the captive, but you do not free me, I am the captain but you will not obey
I am the truth, but you will not believe me,...
In Breughel's great picture,
The Kermess,the dancers go round, they go round andaround, the squeal and the blare and thetweedle of bagpipes, a bugle and fiddlestipping their bellies, (round as the thick-sided glasses whose wash they impound)t...
Once a great love cut my life in two
The first part goes on twistingat some other place like a snake cut in two
The passing years have calmed meand brought healing to my heart and rest to my eyes
And I'm like someone standing in the...
Among the rain and lights I saw the figure 5 in gold on a red firetruck moving tense unheeded to gong clangs siren howls and wheels rumbling through the dark city
The battle will not cease Till once again on those white steeds ye ride,
O heaven-descended Twins,
Before humanity's bewildered host
Our javelins Fly wide,
He that lets the small things bind him leaves the great undone behind him
"How seldom, friend
a good great man inherits Honour or wealth with all his worth and pains
It sounds like stories from the land of spirits If any man obtain that which he merits Or any merit that which he
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